Pixie, dwarf and gnome playfulness
Little people having fun at my expense; Pixies, dwarf and gnome humour
About six months after being introduced to a deep connection with the nature spirits I took my parents out for a walk in the local wood where nature spirit interactions were now a regular feature. My parents are quite conservative, my father is an atheist and believes that when you die that’s it, my mother is more open. It was however quite awkward at times as my parents like most people could not really handle my ability to access these other realms.
The real Gnome shock
So I did very well as we walked through the wood to contain myself and not speak of what was around us. However, this was blown because as we where passing a stream, I saw a gnome. It was sitting on the stream bank and happily fishing with a wooden rod. It was wearing all bright clothing (as they do). Well, as part of me was thinking that’s it you’ve totally cracked up now, he turned and waved at me. I just found it very hard to believe that here was a creature or Being presenting himself looking exactly like the plastic gnomes in peoples gardens.
The little people up to mischief?
After he saw me, there was quite a lot of activity and I sensed, dwarfs and pixies around too although they remained hidden.
They seemed to want me to leave the path and follow the stream through the wood. Anyway I could not quite handle explaining to my parents why I wanted to fight my way through the dense vegetation to follow the stream so we continued along the path which ran parallel to it.
After about fifteen minutes the path crossed the stream and we rested there. I was drawn to walk further along the stream until I
reached a tree.
A friendly Real Pixie encounter
Sitting on a branch of the tree with its feet merrily swinging underneath was a pixie.
It greeted me and we had a conversation of sorts (I cannot hear well) which finished with him asking me to be sure that I come back and visit them again.
At this point I re-joined my parents and we started walking back the way we came. After about 100 meters I noticed a wet grapefruit sized smooth stone covered with green slime lying on the path to the stream side (which now lay about 30 meters to our right). I was sure that I had not seen this stone when we had come down just ten minutes earlier.
Trail of slime covered rocks represented the stream
Twenty meters further on was another, then another and so on. I pointed these out to my mother as by now I knew they had not been there earlier. The grass was very short, so we would have seen them if not fallen over them. No one had passed us and even if someone had there was nowhere obvious where the stones had come from.
I then heard giggling from the right and realized that as I had been unable to come to the stream, the gnomes, pixies and dwarfs had brought the stream to me.
There must have been at least thirty of these regularly placed stones laid all the way down the path. The giggling continued as we walked down the path. A delightful encounter.
The desperate rational explanations?
My mother (like most people do) was desperately trying to come up with some rational explanation. It’s simply amazing how irrational such explanations are when people are desperately trying to cling to a particular set of assumptions?
. . . . Yes, well, someone must have rode a horse past and thrown them up? REALLY? So, why then did they not pass us? Why did we not hear them and if there was a horse throwing up rocks then where are the holes that the rocks came from? Oh eh!! And why are they covered with green slime? Horse spit is that what that is??
. . . . Or maybe were just imagining these stones, that’s IT – maybe were having a mass hallucination – just the three of us – that’s much more preferable to scientists than having to question basic assumptions. Gosh I mean, we cannot question sciences basic assumptions can we? That would be like that time when someone tried to tell the church that the sun does not go round the earth?
So, do we have any pixies reading this? Has anyone else had any encounters with nature spirits? Want to dare tell here? I mean I’m a medical research scientist and I’ve encountered them and according to recent polls in the UK 50% + of people ‘believe’ in PSI and supernatural encounters which seems to sink scientists views somewhat as particularly it’s the more educated whom ‘believe’ the most? While on the other hand talking about these puts yourself at risk from being considered delusional.
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I believe it!! Right around Christmas 2008 my father took our pup out to relieve herself when he noticed 12 inch pine branches that had been neatly clipped off of a pine tree placed directly in front of our yard near the roadside. They were placed from one side of our yard up to the neighbors border and were only in front of our property.
My father thought it was wierd.. They were not there the night before. Also, this was very early in the morning. He reasoned that they must have fallen off of a truck carrying christmas trees, but why were they only on OUR property? Also , why were they neatly clipped and all about the same length.. as well as neatly placed in a row in front of our yard?
We live in the country and there are not too many people walking around the area.. Especially noone is walking around at night in the cold.
My father tossed them onto the road and I went right back onto the road and picked them all back up with him yelling at me to stop being an idiot and leave them there and me telling him to shut up !
I think they were a gift from some gnomes, elves or faes.. or one of the folks from that realm. I’ve been receiving beautiful gifts from them the whole Summmer that I will treasure all of my life. Things that were in areas that had not been there before as if they were placed there.
I also noticed that when I place semi-precious stones out in the fairies garden, and tell the fae’s that these are gifts for them., that they are gone within the week. I even found an amythest I placed in a birdfeeder dish in the garden was out of the dish the next morning and had ended up on the ground far under a nearby pine tree as though a gnome had dropped it when carrying off the other stones.
I placed it back in the offerings dish and the next day it was gone again.. and this time they didnt drop it! How cool is that! I feel happy that they are enjoying the stones and am going to put some more out in the coming months .
I am soo happy these beings exist!
Haha, yea if you’re aware of them and they like you then you can get all sorts of things happening . . . .
Cool story! I didn’t know that some people still ‘offer’ gifts to fairies, gnomes, etc! I thought these stories happen only in the olden days (or among ‘superstitious’ people in the countryside), but it seems like modern, contemporary accounts exist.
I put ‘superstitious’ there because in my place, the more educated ones don’t believe (or don’t want to admit that they believe) in fairies and make fun of the country people who do believe in them.
Yeah i agree with u. I know how u feel. I have to live with a brownie and boy they play. He’s always locking the toilet door so u have to go around the other side.
Funny story, Clive! Got to laugh at this one. The beings bringing the stream to you by bringing slime-covered rocks is very strange to me (but the explanation is still believable as this is the ONLY way for me to make sense of the story). But your mom coming up with all sorts of ‘rational’ explanations DON’T fit well in the story. The more she rationalizes what she sees, the funnier the explanations become! Got to laugh at this one!
I thought all stories of ghosts, gnomes, fairies, and spirits are scary or neutral (meaning they simply don’t bother you as long as you don’t bother them) but I never think you can interact with them in a friendly way AND have fun with it.
Since we’ve got a such a good thread going on the topic of playful faeries moving objects and such, I shall contribute this:
Just a couple of years ago, soon after I had become aware of the reality of faeries, my girlfriend and I had pulled into the parking lot of the local Stop & Shop (one of those super-sized grocery stores) at in my hometown near Boston. We had both been chewing gum that day and, as we were going in to buy something for dinner, my girlfriend neatly placed her chewed gum in a wrapper to be tossed away. I however, was not as socially polite and, while walking toward the store, spat my gum out onto an island of mulch and shrubbery. Please note now, in prefacing what occurred next, that it is customary for me to lock my car and to roll up the windows when leaving it in public parking areas; this day was no exception.
We finished our grocery shopping and returned to the car. As I got into the driver’s seat, I noticed something sitting dead-center in one of the empty cup-holders… Yes, it was the exact piece of chewed gum I had spat out, neatly placed there and with an obvious-yet-polite “hint” that the proper place to dispose of it was NOT the Faeries’ habitat. I got that message, loud and clear.